Sam Spade - The Dick Foley Caper

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3:20And that's... Oh, was he a Sam, let me in. Why, that's shaky. Very when. Just for the top of the glass. That's enough. You still it? Yeah. Sam, what you said over the phone about not making any friends in this business? You didn't really mean that, did you? Forget it. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. You can't get it. You can label us... Oh, file on Dick Foley. Date, fill it in. Yes, sir. To Dundee at Homicide, I guess, from Samuel Spade, license number with the 7596. The facts are all here. If you can take a formal statement out of it, you're welcome. I've known Dick Foley ever since I took out my license. I've had several big capers together back in my days as a continental op. He and Mickey Liner-Hann and I. And he and Mickey opened their own office, Foley and Liner-Hann, private investigations.

4:24Five years back, Mickey stopped the slug, and since then, the sign of the door read Dick Foley Detective Agency. I'd seen Dick maybe four or five times in the last half of a dozen years, just to have a drink and chew the fat about the good old days. He never talked about his private life. I assume he didn't have any. So when I went to his office, day before yesterday, in response to his call, I was surprised to find him in a clench with one of the most beautiful nails I've ever seen. Oh, oh, Sam. Well, shall I come back after lunch? Oh, Sam, this is Maxine, my wife. Oh, no, you don't deserve it, but I'm happy for you. I'll return the compliment, Sam. I've wanted to meet you for years, but Dick wouldn't introduce me. Now you know why. Well, you run long, honey. Sam's here on business. All right, Dick. You can bring Sam home to dinner if you like. There's plenty. If he's not too busy, but don't count on it. Well, try anyway, won't you, Sam? I will indeed. Fine, I'll. Drop it, cheers, Sam.

5:25Hmm? Sit down. Oh. Hmm. What's on your mind, Dick? You remember Claude Spicer that Drifter I sent over for that jewelry store hike back in 43? You never told me you were married, Dick. And very happily married. Now, please pay attention. I, uh, Claude Spicer, yeah. Yeah, I remember the cable. Wasn't it a dam involved? Well, Spicer had a girlfriend, but the cops gave her a good bill of health. Spicer went up for a five-year stretch. They spung him last month. What ever happened to that dam? Uh, now look about Spicer. He got in for you? You hit him. How scared of mine. Well, enough to ask you for help, Sam. But, see, then. Just revenge? Sam, I wouldn't tell us to anybody, but you. But all the facts are that keep it didn't come out of that time. Uh, I, uh, sort of it. How come? Well, I couldn't have stayed in business in San Francisco, but I've been generally known that my partner was the inside man on that jewelry store hike. Mickey? Yeah, Mickey Linerhan. Ah, you and I are both great at choosing partners, Sam. They both deserve that they got...

6:25Only one difference. I sent up the killer that plugged my partner. Some people thought the way he gave evidence of Spicer's murder trial wasn't so hard. Well, he was alibi, Sam. In fact, the robbery was his alibi for the murder. I don't know how he managed it. I've been trying for five years to figure it out. Spicer's afraid I might succeed someday. That's why he's out to get me. Let's be waiting for him. Oh, I don't know. He won't do it simple. He'll have a fancy plan like the other time he's tricky. Where's he staying? At the Belvedere. Here's his mug. I kept a plan on the building for a couple of days, but he stayed hold up in his room. I think he spotted me. Okay, deck, I'll give it a buzz. Wait a minute, Sam. Yeah? I'm not asking you to do this for love. Standard fee, 25 and whiskey money. Okay. Forget it. This one's on me. In the elevator on my way out, I studied a picture of Claude Spicer and the old police secretary that a dick had given him. But a picture in the back of my mind kept getting him away. It was Dick Fully's wife, Maxine.

7:25When I hit the street, I still saw her face before I'm in. It was no picture. Only pretty as. Sam, I waited for you. I've got to talk to you. My pleasure. Shall we confer on a adjacent to faith? Whatever you say. I don't want to take to know. You should have invited the detective. Please, Sam. I was just a black watch. Yeah. Looks dark enough. Well, that booth in the corner, it's the Claude. Why not? Sliding. I don't know whether he's still but not facing the street. Oh, sorry. Not much good of this sort of thing. Sam, I'm not asking you to tell me what it is. But if he's in really bad trouble, I think I'd have a right to know. What makes you think he's in trouble? Well, I'm not blind. You can't live with a man and not sense it when something goes wrong. I never thought Dick was the type to show it. Oh, he's tried to hide it from me. And I haven't said anything. I thought if he wanted me to know, he'd tell me. It was a wise thought. Hold on to it. What I meant to. But then a terrible possibility crossed my mind.

8:25Sam, it isn't me, is it? In what way? Well, you know what I mean. He's been away from home nights so much lately. And he questions me so closely about where I go and who I see and so on. Well, I may as well ask you right out. Did he hire you to check up on me? Then that is it. No. You're not lying to me, Sam. Why should I? Dick says you're almost as old as friend. He talks so much about you. And he must have told you I don't do that type of work. Why do you keep looking at me? Sorry, trying to place you, Max. I keep thinking I've seen you someplace before. Oh, it must have been my picture. I was an actress. Yeah. Picture. Yeah, maybe that was it. What do you say it like that? Like what? Well, if you were angry with me. Because I just got the caption on the picture. Well, Sam, wait. Come back. Yes, I had. And the caption was from a newspaper circa 1943.

9:25And it read, Actress Lovely Clared in Lannahan Slang. I flashed my pen star at the room, click at the bell today, learned the Claude Spicer was in and stuck around to make sure the click didn't buzz the room, the Teppermoth. Around four in the p.m., Spicer went out, very dressed up. I'm brother, gloves on off. He walked down Gary to Grant and turned north. A cold San Francisco drizzle started blowing up in the bay. I wish I'd brought my other coat. A half a block up in California, he entered Grayson's jewelry store. I picked through the Rain Street show into after. Inside, pouring eagerly through a truffle of diamond clips while a long suffering clerk died at home. As they put his side of the cotter, was the actress lovely. Maxine shot Spicer a quick glance of recognition as he entered but they didn't speak. He took up a pose of genuinely patient, struck his eyebrows empathetically at the clerk, and leaned elegantly in his umbrella while Maxine found fog with every piece of jewelry that was shoved in front of it. The board expression left his face only once.

10:26That was when the clerk opened the vault and brought out some unset stones. Their act may have been pulling the clerk but it was as plain as the nose on splashes face, a very plain nose it was, but they were sizing up the joint for the push over. Maxine left first, he stayed long, had to buy a cigarette lighter and followed her out. As I took out after, I stopped to read the sticker on the inside of the glass door. It said, these premises protected by Dick Foley Detective Agency. Maxine was waiting for him at the corner. I grabbed up a Chinese newspaper and used it to listen behind. But I'm even the bother. They didn't seem to care. Well, are you happy? Thought it'd be about a million bucks. Why are you so disagreeable? You ought to be feeling good. Feeling good? Five years stretch, I come out to find my girl married to the Joker that sent me up. You didn't think it was such a bad idea at the time. Well, I do now. Well, after tonight we'll go east, you and me together, baby. He'll catch up with us wherever we go. Oh, you should live so long.

11:26How do you mean that? Just like it sounds, baby. Bye. Oh, don't leave. I'm gonna get some sleep. I'll need a clear head. Clara, I don't want to be alone. Oh, not even tonight. I don't want to be alone. See you later, honey. Bye-bye. I'm going to be alone. See you later, honey. Bye-bye. He went straight back to the door today, and those stops. Ficked up his key at the desk, and all messages took the elevator to the eighth floor. Let himself in the room 8.09, hung out to do not disturb sign, closed and locked the door behind. I kept a plan on it until around midnight. Then I left it to do not disturb cards in the door, and I've been wedged into the crack of a door. Who's a crafty move, and I've just finished doing it, Clara. The lane on the door opened again, and my face. Huh? Boy, what are you doing here? Nothing, sir. I'm making a survey. What? I'm from the Trotterpole. Trotterpole. It's like the Gallup Pole, but we're not in so much of a hurry. Yeah. Just kindly answer this question. As a Democrat, do you believe?

12:26Do we, huh? Do we? Do we? I picked up the do not disturb card, and wedged it back into the crack of his door. There's only house signals, except, of course, tiny stover. The night paper at the velvet there. If anybody opens a door like that, the card will fall out, and somebody will always hang it on the knob. Another thing tiny doesn't know is never to draw it on inside straight. We played nine different times of poker until 5 a.m., when I thought I'd go up and have another look. All was quiet on the 8th floor. From the elevator bank, I could see room 809. The morning paper was shoved under his door, and might do not disturb sign, was apparently where I had planted it. I just thought up to make sure. Huh? Boy, what do you want? Uh, me? Uh, the paper boy, sir. Your morning paper. You get around. Oh, wow. Good news in the paper, sir. Interesting, interesting. You'll restore high stuff on Grand Avenue. Oh, yes, sir. Our paper only comes... What? I grabbed the paper from under 805.

13:30It was the headline I could have expected if Spicer had left his room without my knowing it. Grayson's jewelry store, the shoppy and Maxine, a case that afternoon, had been taken for an estimated million bucks in uncut gems. But Spicer's door hadn't been opened, and there was no other exit. I sat down and thought. And what I thought of was that sticker on the front door of Grayson's said these promises protected by Dick Foley Detective Agency. The Six A.M. Oakland ferry boat felled his way blindly out of the slip. Claude Spicer was aboard and so was I. Should have been getting lighter, but it wasn't. The fog was thickening over the harbor, and most of the passengers were inside drinking coffee. Spicer didn't go in. He climbed up to the boat deck and stood at the rail under the pilot's house. I planted between two wet paint signs and waited. Not the long.

14:30I couldn't make out any features of a man who came up and joined him. They stood face to face, not one on a foot apart, and talked in portions that couldn't get to me through the racket of a fog once in the harbor. What spoke loud enough for me to hear was a gun. They seemed to fall under each other's arms and collapsed in the heap on the deck. When I got to the spot only the devil was there. It was Spicer. The other man had disappeared on the corner of the deck house. The ray of light from the pilots when they swept over and I saw a gunmetal shine on his hand, and it's spin out over the rail as he threw it. What? How is he, Sam? How is the French at Larson? What did you do with Ford, Dick? I had my reason, Sam, now trust me. I'll keep in the clear. How long? As long as I go on playing soccer for you? What do you think I hired you for? Maybe I was supposed to say you killed him and self-defense. Maybe I was supposed to see him making passes if your wife had you needed that. But Sam, you've got to work for killers before. I've even worked for thieves, but not for a detective, but not for a place you're supposed to be protected. Sam, it's not a serious matter. It's for that cop, Dick. I'm turning in when we get to open.

15:30No, you're not saying that. Dick, come back here. Don't leave me. I'm going over the side of you. Try to stop me, you'll go with me. He brought away from me, got one foot over the rail and kicked out at me with the other. It caught me on the point of the chin. I stumbled forward and grabbed out blind. It must have caught him by the belt of C. John. I remember something pulling me halfway over the rail and trying to get three of it. I did, but not soon enough. I was in midair and the black water came rushing up the meter. The makers of Wild Root Cream Oil are presenting the weekly Sunday adventure of Daschal Hammett's famous private detective, Sam Spade. Now, here is important news on Good Rooming. If you want the Well-Groomed look that helps you get ahead socially and on the job, listen. Recently, thousands of people from coast to coast who bought Wild Root Cream Oil for the first time were asked.

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17:44I found myself mechanically keeping a flow somehow and trying to get out of my coat. I felt heavy and watered, but I swallowed gallons of water. A murk on low and thick. Nothing else to be seen anywhere. I swallowed what felt like several more gallons before I got rid of the coat. I'm out of a misty fog blanket, from every direction in a dozen different keys. In there and far, a fog hole in some of it. A stop-swimming floated on my back side of the tunnel in my warehouse. After a while, I picked up the moaning, evenly spaced glass to the Alcatraz sandwich. They came out of a fog without direction. It seemed to be down on me, straight above. I was somewhere in San Francisco Bay and that was all I knew. I suspected the current was sweeping me out toward the golden gate. And the light came out ahead of me. And the light came out ahead of me. I was also passing a few yards away. I lifted my head and screamed.

18:44But the both silent, pying, is warning, ground out my shoves. Went on fast and the fog closed in behind it. Then I heard a news song. Seagulls. I swam forze, and it seemed to get lighter. The fog up was the long light beginning to cut through the fog blanket. There was also a spring-waking man standing on the water and waving a green lantern back and forth. I yelled at him to wait for him in the sea. I got off his hat and flew away. And I got close to myself as a man that only a fooling channeltiped. I used all the clothes I had left to drag myself up on the base of the movie and let it rock me the sea. Hey, hey, mate. What's the matter with the brandy intro, and ghosts? Yeah, here. Get some of these done. Where are we? Hey, you didn't have them. You can tell that by the smell. Oh, the fish was warm. Yeah, take it easy.

19:44We got ambulance. I'm going to get some of these. I'm going to get some of these. Fish him as well. Yeah, take it easy. We got ambulance coming. You going to the hospital? No. No, I'll be okay. Give me a hand. Yeah, okay. Hey, hey. You do us a favor, will you? Don't fall down till you get out of sight this time. We're tired of picking you up. I flanked the two kindly old fish aflux for their entrance in my welfare. I got fired up to fear, fell into a taxi and went home. Well, I soaked out some of my eggs and fangs and chills. I did some stewing about the caper so far and stewed up on a bank and get a carry me through to the finish. I checked the coast guard, the news of Vic Fully. They told me his body hadn't been recovered yet. I got dressed and went over to his office. The cops hadn't been there. I went through the fire cabin. And when I found under Fully, private had me so innocent that I didn't hear a vaccine coming until she closed the door. What are you looking for?

20:45You, baby. I'm for you. I'm. Come in. I'm. I'm. Nice. Don't be mad, Max. The gun makes a woman bulge in the wrong place. It's not my gun. Well, see. I'm. Shut up. Now, starting with a rap spicy went up for the same pattern. The way you worked this one tells me how you worked at the first time. You get something on a private detective. The first time five years ago was Dick's partner, Mickey Linerhand. I don't know what spicy had on him, but I do know he forced Dick to knock over Grayson's jewelry still all last night. I've all listened to you. OK, I'll talk to myself. I'm not saying you killed Mickey Linerhand, but Dick did frame an alibi for you. Didn't he? You're hurting me. Good. Fife spending a night swimming around in circles in the middle of the harbors sometimes. See how you like that. All right, it's true. Dick did help me out of that old jam. I'm not ashamed of it. I'm proud our love was that important to him. No, spicy. That same old double cross. Only this time I'm standing where Dick did five years ago. Dick was set up as a patsy the same way Mickey Linerhand was, but he got smart and pulled the trigger first.

21:48Stop it. Where did that hurt? You fool. I love Dick. Yeah. I love them. That's something you can't understand. But it happens that way. No matter what people are. You sound as if you really mean that. But you're a little late, aren't you? He's not dead. I'm sure he is. But he's not. He's really in trouble. What do you mean by that? I found something here in the files that Dick left. Just in case spicy got them in first. What is it? A confession to Mickey Linerhand's murder. That's impossible. Were you there? What are you going to do with it? Turn it over to the police. But if he's still alive. It's still counts unless he shows in revocies. But I don't think he will. Why? Because I won't back up a self-defense play on the spicy shooting. But you would Dick's friend, you would have felt it. I wouldn't ask him to do it for me. Then what can I do for him? I'll do anything, anything, anything at all. Well, I don't know if he stays away, he's as good as dead. He comes back, you get a jury trial. If there are more men than women in the panel, he'd probably be acquitted on your testimony alone. You really think he might have a chance? Well, the jury has always a chance.

22:49But where is he? How can I get word to him? Well, if he's not fish food by now, there's one sure way of smoking him up. Nothing I can do. Nobody else. Please tell me anything. Signing confession of your own. Confession? Not Mickey Linerhand's murder. Anything they might nail you for. Swear that you shot spicy. What? There you can always runnig. Make both of you look good, sacrificing for each other. How about it? Hi. All right. Tell me what to write. I did. She signed it. I had every dispassion to all the papers and new services and then I brought it down to the hall. Naturally, you didn't believe a word of her confession, Andy. But when I took you aside and explained my strategy, you endorsed it hardly and had her book. She pressed my hand and thanked me. The look of resignation on her face was so real. It was hard to believe she was faking. But she turned her back to follow the matron down the corridor. I saw why. On the back of her coat, there was a smear of white paint.

23:49I remembered the wet paint signs on the Oakland Ferry boat. Tick Foley gave himself up an hour after her death. Tick Foley gave himself up an hour after her confession hit the street. Screams and yelled at everybody in homicide, trying to convince them that Maxine was innocent and he should take the full rap. And I'm afraid I cleared that when we confronted him with the autopsy surgeon's report. He tried to bluff even then when he read it. Tell it a hand at right side between third and fourth ribs penetrated left lung. Tell it a deep, plural membrane, side wound, punch it. Well, so watch, Sam. All three in the right side angling up, you see? No. I don't know why you even saw me on that boat. You saw me throw the gun over. Oh, cut it out, Dick. What I saw was in the dark. But you two men were facing each other directly. If I were going to drop a man fast, a close range face to face like that, I would not put the gun in my left hand, twisted around, straining my wrist in the process, and pulled the trigger with my thumb. Unless I were left handed, double-jointed, and a trickier shot than you are. I'd blast him straight through the middle.

24:50All right. All right, yes, it was Maxine. Well, that's good. Maybe you can get cured now. Why don't you open up some more? Let me put it down like it was a business. All right, sir. Number one, Maxine killed your partner, Mickey Liner, and five years ago, probable motive to eliminate him and send Spicer up for it. Yeah, yeah, she... She didn't figure out Spicer being smart enough to confess to the robbery, and that... Alibut, and for the murder. Two. You prejudge yourself to clear Maxine to the murder. Motive? To prevent the truth about your partner from coming out, and Maxine was motive enough for anything. Cut it out, will you? Sorry. Three. Spicer forced you to theme up with him in the jewelry house. Al. Well, he's threatened to make a folk confession as accessories to Mickey's killing. Now, I would have put the whole work on Maxine and leave him in the clear. Yeah. Can't be tried twice for the same crime.

25:50Four. You decided to rub out Spicer, whether you could beat the rap or not, and clear the books once and for all. So you pretended to play along with him, told Maxine to do the same, and called me in a zumpier. Yeah, yeah, I'm... Sam, I'm sorry, I... I couldn't lay off Maxine. Why did you have to... Well, I thought you were my friend. And that's about it. Curried? And the friendship. Oh. You mean the confession that you tricked her into making? Turned out to... That's it, Abby. Oh. What'll happen to him? What about Dick Foley? Dick? Oh, they got him on a number of things, I suppose. Oh, I see. I see. Oh, they got him on a number of things, I suppose. They take some time on him. But I think you'll be an okay guy again. With her out of the way. With her out of the way. With Sam. Go and type it up, whether it's late.

26:51I'm gonna get out of here. And now, listen to this. When it comes to her, Tonics, the best friend of the family is Wildrood Cream Oil. Wildrood Cream Oil grooms the hair neatly and naturally. Reliefs, dryness, removes, loose dandruff. Now, you can get America's leading hair tonic in the new 25 cent get-equated size. Also, ask your barber for a professional application of Wildrood Cream Oil Hair Tonic. Again and again, the choice of men, and women, and children too. What's your name, Sam? I know how you must feel, so I won't... What's your hurry? Well, I thought then, well, you know how you all feel. You're very hard. Dick Foley was a private dick. So what? You mean you can bring yourself to talk about it? Sure. Go ahead, try me. Well, Sam, it seems terribly complicated. I suppose because Mr. Foley was in a profession, then he thinks like you do. Up to a point, Effie. What's bothering you? Well, why did he call you in?

27:51You are another private detective, and... and you have smart who aren't all. Yeah. I don't know, maybe he thought... Well, if I turned up anything, I'd look the other way. Do you think I could ever happen to you, Sam? That's a clever phrase, Dick Tad. He called me in as umpire. That's baseball. But if he was so clever, why didn't he win? His mistake, Effie, was trying a quadruple play, which has never been heard of in the history of baseball or crime. All he wanted was to bat Maxine home safe. But he usually fags when three men are out beside the tides. Oh, well, I don't understand baseball, Sam. Oh, that's all right. Football will be here soon anyway. But I don't know. Good night, Effie. Good night, sweetheart. The adventures of Sam Spade,

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